In the gentle sway of cherry blossoms,
Whispers of love dance through the air,
Beneath the moon’s soft luminescence,
Two hearts find solace, tender and rare.
The serene garden, a silent witness,
To promises shared in hushed tones,
As lanterns flicker, their light embraces,
A love that blossoms, a seed thatâs sown.
Through seasons of rain and falling leaves,
Their bond remains, steadfast and bright,
In the quietude of a tea house evening,
Their eyes speak volumes, hearts alight.
Under the tapestry of stars unfurled,
Their souls entwine in timeless grace,
In the land of the rising sun, they find,
A love eternal, a sacred space.